Before: Totally intimidated. The screen name of the person who uploaded the music is "babydollwhore". Doubly intimidated. In addition, I was so reluctant to listen to this that I wedged many weeks in between this and the last review.
After: Despite not loving this aggressive music, it's clear that it's very high quality. Put together with a skilled hand for sure. The feminist in me also supports these women rocking and screaming and being as loud as they want!
However, I'm not "feeling" it. It's too raw for me to wholly enjoy. But I'm very easily able to see why others enjoy this.
If I were to read up more about this (more than Rolling Stone's original review, which was, in fact, beautiful), I'd probably feel different. But after taking my history of music class, I'm better able to extrapolate some reasons why music was received as intimately as this was without having personally felt its glory.
